My Shadow

My Shadow

When I die my shadow
shall walk to the edge

of the Falls,
or just north of there,

there forever
to remain.

to catch shadow fish
by the shadow river

from my shadow boat.
I will listen to shadow birds

singing shadow Songs.
cook shadow trout

over shadow, heat-
less fires,

live in a shadow cabin
in the shadow

of the forest.
This is what

awaits us all.